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Heesung repeated the question under his breath as he forced his cock deeper.
Yeonwoo’s body convulsed violently, but he didn’t care.
He just wanted to stuff that greedy hole full and make him remember—remember who he belonged to.
Maybe if I fill him up until he’s bloated… maybe then he’ll come to his senses.
The thought consumed him.
Yeonwoo was nothing but a cock-hungry slut anyway.
Once he was drowning in Heesung’s cum, he’d forget all about Dohoon.
“…Yeah. I’ll pump you full—until you can get pregnant. Then…!”
Heesung’s eyes gleamed before he slammed his hips forward in one brutal thrust.
His thick cockhead buried itself deep, forcing past the tight ring of muscle until it reached Yeonwoo’s colon.
“Hnng—! Kkh—! Ugh—! Gah—!”
Yeonwoo’s body spasmed, his breath hitching as his eyes rolled back.
He was on the verge of passing out.
“Heesung, if you make him black out again, I’m holding you responsible,” Dohoon clicked his tongue, annoyed at the intrusion.
“He was taking my cock so nicely—why do you have to ruin it?”
His frown deepened as he felt Heesung’s cock pressing against his own inside Yeonwoo’s ass.
He’d been enjoying having the hole all to himself.
Glancing down, he took in Yeonwoo’s wrecked state—his lips stretched around Taewon and Jihyuk’s cocks, his torn mouth barely able to keep up.
Even though his ass was already clenching perfectly around Dohoon’s length, the sight was unbearably hot.
“Yeonwoo… you struggling? Want me to pull out?”
Dohoon punctuated the question with a sharp thrust, and Yeonwoo’s head shook weakly.
His face, twisted in pain, was obscenely beautiful.
“Then squeeze tighter for me. It’s too loose—I can’t feel shit. Got it?”
“Kkh—! Nngh…!”
“Good. That’s it.”
The already tight heat clamped down even harder, and Dohoon let out a rough groan.
The way Yeonwoo obeyed so perfectly was intoxicating.
“Haah… fuck. So good. Yeonwoo… you feel too good…”
Lost in pleasure, Dohoon’s words slurred as he pistoned his hips faster, fucking deep into Yeonwoo’s ass.
“Get pregnant… Get pregnant, Yeonwoo…”
Heesung growled beneath him, slamming his cock upward in brutal strokes.
He repeated the words like a mantra, his breath ragged, his own release building fast.
Truthfully, he’d been on edge since the moment he pushed inside.
The higher his rampage levels, the more his sensitivity spiked during guidance.
And when a guide’s wavelength matched perfectly with his, the intensity of the guidance only amplified it.
Which meant—everyone here was already at their limit, their brains drowning in lust.
THUD—! SLAP—! SCHLICK—!
The violent sounds of flesh clashing filled the air.
Above, Yeonwoo’s mouth was still being forced open by two cocks, and below was no different.
No one was backing down—each man shoved deeper, fighting for more space.
Drip—! Drip—!
Saliva spilled from Yeonwoo’s torn lips, streaking down his chest.
His eyes were unfocused, glazed over—just a doll, a thing to be used for their guidance, shaking helplessly between them.
“Ghk—! Kkh—! Ugh—! Nngh…!”
The sounds of agonized gagging were still loud.
Long, dark lashes were soaked with tears, clumping heavily, and his pale, delicate face had long since flushed a deep red.
Go Yeonwoo’s state was clearly past his limit.
Barely holding on as he served his role as a fucktoy, he was relentlessly watched by Han Jihyuk and Kang Taewon.
Of course, Lee Dohoon, thrusting wildly beneath him, was no different.
Only Shin Heesung—mindlessly slamming his cock inside—couldn’t see just how obscenely wrecked Yeonwoo looked.
“……Hah. I’ll let you taste some cock now, Yeonwoo. You’d like that, yeah?”
Lee Dohoon exhaled roughly, gripping the back of Yeonwoo’s knees before slamming their hips together.
The thick shaft, already halfway out, forced its way back in, stuffing the tight entrance already stretched by Shin Heesung’s cock.
“Ugh… ngh…!”
The narrow walls of his rectum convulsed violently, as if screaming, before reluctantly swallowing Dohoon’s length.
The blunt, firm head ruthlessly hammered against the deepest part of him, as if determined to pierce straight through into his guts.
Each brutal thrust sent Yeonwoo’s white body jerking like a fish out of water.
His toes curled, his entire body tensing as his hole clenched down hard—as if trying to sever the cocks buried inside him.
“……Hah, fuck.”
“……Shit, ngh—!”
“Haa…”
“Huu…”
Of course, all of them felt it—every one of them greedily sheathed inside him.
And predictably, Lee Dohoon was the first to cum.
Driven to peak arousal by Yeonwoo’s reactions, Dohoon began flooding his insides with thick spurts of come.
Not to be outdone, Shin Heesung followed, gripping Yeonwoo’s chest as he emptied himself inside.
“Ngh—! Hah, ugh…!”
Almost simultaneously, Yeonwoo’s stomach began swelling rapidly from the sheer volume.
More sensitive than usual, their releases were heavier, hotter—wave after wave of semen sloshing against his inner walls.
As Yeonwoo’s eyes rolled back from the endless flood, Kang Taewon and Han Jihyuk—both still buried in his throat—came in unison.
The sudden overload made his already fluttering eyelids twitch violently.
“Ghk—!”
His throat, stuffed with two cocks, convulsed wildly.
The relentless spill of cum down his gullet made his stomach distend even further.
Though slightly staggered, it was as if all four had erupted inside him at once.
His swollen belly looked ready to burst—like a balloon inflated to its limit.
The grotesque bulge was so pronounced it could almost be mistaken for pregnancy.
“……You’re pregnant with my cum now, right? Huh? Yeonwoo. Yeonwoo.”
Shin Heesung, who had been gripping his chest, now wrapped his arms around Yeonwoo’s bloated stomach, squeezing the swollen curve against himself.
“Ghk—! Ugh…!”
With his throat still packed and his belly compressed, Yeonwoo’s body thrashed like a fish gasping for air.
His entire skin burned crimson—a clear sign he was nearing his breaking point.
Just then, Kang Taewon and Han Jihyuk slowly pulled their cocks from his throat.
The sudden rush of air had Yeonwoo coughing violently, tongue lolling as his eyes rolled back into focus.
“Ghk—! Keh—! Ugh…!”
Han Jihyuk pressed a hand over his mouth, silencing the harsh coughs before they choked him.
No matter how much they used him, they had no intention of discarding him like trash.
If anything, they wanted to lock him away—keep him forever as theirs alone.
As Han Jihyuk stared down with possessive hunger, Lee Dohoon and Shin Heesung lazily pulled out.
Squelch.
The gaping hole, stretched wide, remained open, oozing streams of cum.
The thick fluid clung stubbornly inside, refusing to spill easily.
His bloated stomach twitched helplessly, trying to expel the overwhelming load.
“Heesung, get a grip. That’s obviously my kid in there.”
“No, it’s mine. You psychotic bastard—you don’t know shit…”
“……You’ve lost it.”
Lee Dohoon clicked his tongue at Shin Heesung’s deranged muttering.
“Both of you, shut the hell up and move.”
Suddenly, Kang Taewon shoved past them, planting himself between Yeonwoo’s legs.
He pressed a hand against the taut, cum-filled belly.
“Quit hoarding their fucking loads and spit it out, you slut.”
The idea of Yeonwoo holding another man’s seed inside him made his blood boil.
Even after filling his throat, he wasn’t satisfied.
He wanted every last drop out—now.
With a furious glare, Kang Taewon drove his fist down onto the swollen stomach.
“……Haaah—!”
At the same time, Go Yeonwoo let out a scream.
With just one punch, the gaping hole trembled before gushing out streams of cum.
The spurting semen spilled like a waterfall, staining the floor entirely.
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